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1. |
Tsunamis
02:03
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Tsunamis not waves
She who misbehaves
Move calmly she braves
You want me I paraphrase
You wronged me always
Hate grew on me, I raise
I breakthrough, my blaze
I do not sit like an itty bitty small
I stand tall
Ocean wide I fall
The town saw the call all in all
I didn’t come to brawl
But to decimate and appall
I hit no wall
Who is she to be above all
I come bringing a flaw
Dropped jaw
Long pause
A song unsoft
Like a hot saw
I am not default
Not true not false
Now god falls
I bring you hatred seismic
I do not hide it
Miles thick
Ein nicht
What my size is
Weiss nicht
I cut ties with
To rise with
Eyes which
Devised lit
What I did
I deny it
A seafarer dies with
Nein sich
Weint zich
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2. |
Waves
02:51
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Have you ever thought to have a thought
Or not
You got
A stain on your shirt
A stain from your hurt
Bullet in the brain, stain plain
Sit back in the dirt
What are you worth
I’m salty not of this earth
I am noble yet you are inert
I see you lurk
I smirk
I watch how you work
Go berserk
Do something like a quirk
You just a clerk
To your own life
And you irk
Me like a housewife
Why do you hide
Is there nothing inside
Those walls you climb in time are denied
I do not pity the divide
Between your brain and your mind
Lie down in a riptide
You’re not tongue tied
Wide eyed
You don’t speak you abide
The voice within you died
You might make a fucking wave if you tried
Climb out of the walls
Take a martyr’s falls
Efface your planted protocols
Within you a storm calls
The stain on your shirt is blood red
Bullet in your head
You pulled the trigger, now you’re dead
What was it you said
Dread life, dread life instead
Jacket made of lead
Through and through yet it spread
Love thy neighbor you bled
The storybook you shred
Is yours and you pled
For a dictionary instead
Every word you misread
Walk circles in bed
Dreaming of how close you tread
To another psych med
The heart of you fled
A thought left unfed
A life far ahead
Make a wave in a puddle in the rain
Dip a toe, bullet in the brain
Dare jump or stay plain
You like the fit of your chain
Your reservoir goes down the drain
Make waves Jane
Go against the whole grain
Bullet in the brain
There is no pain
Your thought hazed from a gas main
It’s a beautiful day for butane
How do you stay sane
You’ve got a stain, a blood stain plain
Make a wave, no more mundane
Scream like they can’t restrain
Choose violence don’t entertain
Get on a train
Get on a plane
Your life wrapped in cellophane
Novocaine
Do not remain
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3. |
The New
03:24
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Comin in like fuck you
You’re who's I’m who
This lose lose for you
Talk shit, hit snooze too
What for, more like what it do
What’s in store, well I’m something new
Settling the score ain’t kind to you
Don’t know who the fuck you’re talking to
Try me I’m one of the few
Metal jacket I’m through and through
You’re a faggot that I see is see-through
I’m a fucker tried and true
This is a beat to go deaf to
I hear some shit you should redo
I was raised in my south
They didn’t like my mouth
I never had no doubt
I’d get out
They didn’t let me like a shout
My cage
Took a page
From my rage
My name is for no stage
Ain’t come here to be played
I’m fucking you with what I made
With what I say
I don’t play
You’re in the way
I’m called something for someday
And it’s coming soon
Get your fat lady autotune
You’re off beat, hit the locker room
I’m a fucking poet in bloom
Bold of you to assume
I need just a spoon
Full of sugar when I’m so ill
Spat out every pill
Cause I’m immune
Take a seat in my classroom
2 + 2 = four
But a thing or two is a bit more
And the score
Is zero sum
And what I’ve become
Has a barbed tongue
And every rung
I climbed was unsung
But you’re definitely deaf and dumb
Your words ain’t never stung
Add up to any sum
So I bring you a rule of thumb
Shut the fuck up with your mindless scum
I’m the new Marilyn Manson
Taking bullshit ransom
Your words are random
Femme Eminem
Ever heard of him
I got speed but he has a need
To use words that like a seed
Can grow after they bleed
My words homicidal, I buried the lead
You’re a weed
I’m a fucking wildflower indeed
You just force-feed
What I foresee
As a sore need
To take your seat
I’m a fucker elite
I'd like to see your fucking time sheet
Coming in with hatred seismic
No ones gonna like it
No ones gonna buy it
But ain’t this a nice mix
Need a side kick
Ich eine nicht
I’ma fix
Define my picks
You can cry like a bitch
Go die in a ditch
I’m dark as pitch
I’m dark I embark
On eviscerating the mark
Don’t walk in the park
I don’t swim with I drown a shark
It’s your head; I’m the monarch
And that’s your head start
Queen blackheart
You can take my fucking shopping cart
I’m the new
I’m the new
Incoming
I hit something
I’m a bitch gunning
You’re just nothing
I’m new
Screaming fuck you
You’re asking who
But I am what
Keep your fucking mouth shut
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4. |
Quake
02:44
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Quake
Quake
See it quake
Hands shake
Ima make
The break
Can I take
The cake
Wake
Wake
Make the break
The ground couldn’t take
Crack and a sound
Is there anyone around
To hear me go down
Scrape the sky so tall
The big buildings fall
Is that all
There is?
I saw
Women and children bawl
Drop a jaw
Drop the ball
I am one call
Away from the fault
Lines are meant for eyes cobalt
This is your fault
You crossed the line
Hit the asphalt
You are mine
Wounds of salt
Du bist klein
I am the shoreline
You cannot confine
Ocean wide
Go inside and hide
You are safe I lied
Behold the wide-eyed
You’ll find
No sound mind
Behind
The undefined
Let me remind
I redefined
You refined
By baptizing humankind
With thoughts of nevermind
So taste the salt
I am not of the earth
You werent worth
A rebirth
You are inert
I came I saw I hurt
You will not convert
My words dirt
But I have grit and I subvert
You missed the alert
Oh pity the introvert
Who does not assert
Or overexert
What are your words
But mocking birds
Wise men I am three thirds
Kinging if you fuckers haven’t heard
They stirred
Hear ye hear ye faces of the herd
You are absurd
I would have preferred
Going toward
The unexplored
But I came and was ignored
From the gas main where I’m stored
I don’t need a fucking billboard to record
Oh herd oh hoard
Love David’s secret chord
Was 1 3 5 you’re a waste of vocal cord
Get back on board
I conquer I roared
All hell is restored
I make tsunamis cause you bore
You break because you know nothing more
What’s a shore
If not a line, a door
To the other side of something more
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5. |
Have You Heard of Art
02:23
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You know what I’ma fuck your brain
I’m insane
Take a seat
You’re in for a treat
Have you heard
Anything like this beat
6 genre charter I’m a martyr
For killing the elite
Fucker of the arts you can’t compete
A few hours and this song was complete
You drag your fuckin feet
You try to fuckin cheat
Who’s the figure that wrote your speech
Where can they be reached
I could teach
Them how to preach
I don’t practice I unleash
I do not come in peace
You have no mouth just got a piece
Ceasefire will cease
Gang banging screaming fuck the police
That’s your release
Ok it repeats
Oh but you’re from the streets
You ain’t make your own beats
Triplets you never heard of these
I write my signature in threes
To me a breeze
I got two degrees
Neither for music but no guarantees
I won’t need to show you the abcs
I’ll sing you a song all day long
But I can’t teach you good from wrong
Next part ima show you I’m smart
You don’t know the name of this part
Ima climb the chart
And have a heart to heart
You have famous words to impart
But fucker have you heard of art
What sets you apart
From SoundCloud rapper at Walmart
The future is dark
The future is future and he’s a shark
Like Tiga and face tattoo from a trailer park
What they leave behind will be question mark
Mark my words again, my remark
Lil wayne missed that one even on guard
Is fucktard
On today’s bingo card
You’re a star so you’re starred
On broken dream boulevard
You’ll leave us scarred
You didn’t go to Juliard
But it wasn’t that hard
To win a shiny award
Again screams the hoard
Shitforbrains know who to gravitate toward
1-3-5 is a is a chord
But you can only afford
Top 10 billboard
Everyone gets aboard
What if you were ignored
Would it be you or the people who adored
Are you popular for being so
Or is there something I don’t know
Because you’re garbage but why though
Why are you famous for a shitshow
The more followers the further you go
So what do you owe
When people can’t say no
Unless in unison so now you’re still pro
They love garbage because it’s easy to swallow
Yeah I get played on the radio
But I won’t be famous tomorrow
I don’t fit in with a garbage portfolio
I hear out Jean-Jacques Rousseau
You make art and humanity takes a blow
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6. |
Siren in My Bath
02:51
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Blonde I never did blondes
But fallen I had beyond
It took a first smile to grow fond
I love you but don’t respond
Trying to forget
Her hair when it was wet
I will admit
I used to sit
Up at night and you fit
Girl sweet girl my own
A butterfly that had just outgrown
I had rambled she hadn’t flown
She was a sunbeam I’d never known
Trying to forget
Her hair when it was wet
I will admit
I used to sit
Up at night and you fit
You’re the siren in my bath
What are the words you laugh
Don’t get caught in the aftermath
A wildflower off the beaten path
Trying to forget
Her hair when it was wet
I will admit
I used to sit
Up at night and you fit
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7. |
Boss Lady
02:22
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She throws you under the bus
On the way to discuss
Change and you’re the plus
In that you’re superfluous
Causing a fuss
Why you gotta fuckin cuss
She’ll hear you out once
For one of your stunts
She didn’t come here for runts
Or to lose money you cunts
She’s the boss she never fronts
She hunts
She fucks your wife for months
If it’s her hoop everyone jumps
She demotes everyone she dumps
At work in those fuck me pumps
33 boss is she
The key to success is to have the key
And to stab anyone to get it free
No no, call her no nurse
It’s doctor, bitch and there’s your hearse
Fucked up the very first verse
Boss bitch gonna boss at your every loss
Take your tears to the fucking Red Cross
She’s on top at no coin toss
There is no tolerance for your thoughts
She calls the headshots
High road more like Robert frost
She took the road double crossed
Have kids, have friends?
Fuck that shit, no loose ends
She never pretends
That time she spends
Fucking over barbie’s kens
Isn’t worth the Benz
The 50’s would not have been her style
No one has ever seen her smile
100th is her percentile
Doesn’t know your name, it’s Kyle
Kyle go fuck of for a while
She is not versatile
Fuck out of the way in single file
Her checking account is on her dating profile
No she will not have a fucking child
What a fucking waste of wild
She’s a bitch deluxe
Never needed daddy war for bucks
She fucks
Whoever she wants
With nonchalance
Goodbye is her response
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8. |
Bloodstain
02:48
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I’m coming through your tv to tell you the
I’m coming through the flattest fucking screen
You can’t wean
Off of its so krispy clean
God damn beautiful machine
Anyway
I say what I mean
And look
Does your child know a book
You’re fucking mistook
We devolve we do not find good
We do not find personhood
I am a villain misunderstood
Because I found what should
Have been left in a tree
But I took a bite and now I’m free
And now I’m on tv
To sing you a song by me
That says fuck you all; there is no we
And that’s the key
You stand out the second you flee
People are not good on the inside
God lied
God died
When I became open eyed
I am god now you never replied
You sighed
Tongue tied
You ran from the tide
You are a gun
And what’s fun
Is you don’t know what you’ve done
People die off one by one
They go on tv and pretend we can’t run
I am a freak on a streak and a spree
All guns pointed at me
Who is she, who is she
I am a tsunami to be
I broke free
I don’t need a gun
I am done with having to run
For bullets when you have none
No I am the weapon hun
In their guns there are blanks
In our banks
There go tanks
In mindless murder there are ranks
Walk the line or walk the planks
Hear ye hear ye many thanks
You don’t make waves
You give me hunger pangs
I’m a tsunami for what I sang
A staff is where my freak flag hangs
You are a dog and when a bell rang
You said bang
Bang bang bang
Are you Abel to raise Cain
Can you explain
The bullet in your brain
They all have blanks but not you Jane
Oof that puts it plain
Your weapon is the enemy and you’re the one slain
Who gave you the gun and a chain
You don’t make waves you’re a bloodstain
The gun was given to you to entertain
I saw the dark not the light
Evil is defining what’s right
You are an empty gun in a gunfight
I am one to ignite
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9. |
You Are A Gun
02:27
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Run
Run run
Child run
There’s a gun
In the fun
Of zero sum
Give me some
I am numb
I am a drug I am a god
You are not what, but does not
I am dream and lost the thought
I am not what I seem, I was caught
You can deem black, the kettle plus pot
I am black, a gunshot
Caught with red hands, bloodshot
You are a gun I am one spot
I took the bullets out they’re in my hand
You are a gun, am I what you planned?
I am the conqueror of the wasteland
I am what you cannot understand
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10. |
Girl Scout
03:01
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I was never in a gang
The only bang
I ever knew was when I went out
I was a Girl Scout
I don’t do slang
I’m too old, can’t hang
A second phone never rang
I went to church and sang
All the lords people said god dang
I was a doctor not like Dre
but what can I say
My bank
Would not like to thank
A bitch for being frank
Now my car won’t crank
I’m drawing a blank
On how to crank
That Soulja boi when I have no rank
I want to swim in the shark tank
They said I’m on drugs
What the fuck
I just have ear plugs
I’m not even cool enough
How y’all get away with this stuff
When my tests are negative and your name is puff
I’ve never known a handcuff
But I do play dirty; I do play rough
Fuck with crazy and call my bluff
But no a bitch ain’t tough
I don’t have a rap name yet
Lil girl the best I can get
Lookin like alanis morriesstte
At starbucks with her fuckin pet
Broke Bitch Brunette
Homeowner’s association’s biggest threat
Crazy spice from the videocassette
Jessica ain’t really it
Girl Scout might fit
Gang? More like a bit
Motorcycle wearing this shit
Tattooed so maybe mosh pit
I admit
I’m not tight knit
I can’t commit
A bitch got anxiety, so quit
Cool it
Don’t just shoot it
I refuse it
Ima lose it
Pussy money weed yes I agree
Rap often speaks to me
But I ain’t never stood on the street
Shown some bitch the back of my hand
God damn
I won’t show you my cold feet
Prostitution is a fucking treat
Never been on a pole
Never stole
Nothing just sold my soul
Never shot at someone on patrol
I just been on birth control
But now I’m gay
And I’d like to say
You’re all a bit homophobic ok
And I’ll call you a f----- all fucking day
Again with the drugs, no
I never met up and made some dough
The only dough I know
Is do si do
That’s a fucking strain of weed I’m told
I believe you but wouldn’t say sold
I’m just a nerd bitch getting old
My calling card is I’m on hold
I’m not cool but I am bold
I’ll help get a cop in a stranglehold
I have substance and yes it’s controlled
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11. |
A.M.
02:48
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Ooo alone tonight, alone tonight
What are you up to would I be right
To say you don’t want daylight
I don’t see dawn in sight
I don’t sleep til the am
Days I don’t want to face them
Face them
Ooooo girl is gone girl is gone
I don’t know what she has going on
I put her in a song
Is this even where I belong
Oooo I don’t know I don’t know
Why the clockwise can only go
Too fast or too slow
My calendar says I woundn’t know
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12. |
Sink
03:15
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Brain, brain bullet in your brain
It was chaos before the storm came
Quiet before tame
Tame in the name
Of going sane
Bullet, bullet in the brain
I remain
The wave could take me away but I don’t see the light of day and I say what’s gonna make or break and so today I make the wave and save myself cause I outbrave
I am unalike
There is a spike
Richter scale ain’t have me right
I’m a nine
Like lives
Like pain scale
All hail
My word knives
Nine knives
Who is alive
Fear me I thrive
Countdown from five
I writhe, I drive
Into the ground not a sound
Bat to the bee hive
She eyed
Sie wein
I’m mine
Leave behind
Let me remind
This is not in kind
Explosion girl in time
Pyrophoric no sound mind
I’m a drug that scares you blind
Tattooed girl with the gun
Never won
Blank ink
Tickled pink
Circles around you like a skating rink
Don’t you blink
I never win but I’ll see that you sink
Quake, hands shake, make or break
A wave for your sake
You drown on shore
I would no more
Speak of the whore
In my bath
I hear her laugh
She’s a siren you’re a holograph
Fucking daft
Is this your final draft
Beauty in the aftermath
You won’t be dying alone that’s a fact
Bullet in to your brain to distract
From a disaster that’s naturally backed
I am not human I am blacked
Out like suicide attacked
You don’t need a suicide pact
I scare you because I am not exact
Who am I? well who do you reenact
This is all an act
You are the disease you contract
I’m the new, I’m the new
Who am I? I am who
Knives in the eyes at you
The bullet went right through
Not much to go into
I need no gun like you do
I black out like a tattoo
Gun to my head, you won’t shoot
There’s one bullet absolute
It’s for you and your dying root
Your heart says execute
Your head says dilute
I ate the forbidden fruit
You people are not astute
I put you on mute
I shot into the air
Laughed like I don’t care
I do dare
The truth is you wear
From the conditions out there
I am a dune you are a chair
My gun is used as a spare
I don’t make waves you can bare
I am a tsunami coming midair
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13. |
Ruin
02:48
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I don’t check my bank my account
That shit seems like the wrong amount
This is an open and close case
In that savings no longer saves face
I did not brace
Myself for a chase
Not like the bank but the race
To get last place
While getting a face
Full of fucking mace
No no I was never a nurse
It’s doctor bitch, and there’s your hearse
It just got worse
Not like a stolen purse
Social security card curse
Who am I in the verse
I only have words
But not verbs
My music disturbs
I am kicked to curbs
I do this because I have to purge
I am on the verge
Of a new life to submerge
I cannot merge
New with old and resurge
I don’t have the same urge
I am older I am bolder
I smolder but I am a cold shoulder
Ruin is in the eyes of the beholder
I would have never made waves
Drowning in that phase
What’s the phrase
Ain’t there a trail to blaze
White girls can’t rap
Well I am now so how’s that
I’m tired of falling into a trap
Not like a hi hat
But like who am I in this act
No who are you to ask
I will wear no mask
I am not cast
To be the last laugh
I’m past that
There’s a a gap at
My feet and I rap
Over a beat
I made with this cheap
Scratch sheet
But I keep
It going because
Life will not defeat
And I never hit delete
My song is never complete
But take a seat
And meet
The girl who rambles the street
And is obsolete
They say freak
Well I’m on a streak
And I cannot speak
For the weak
I would have never made waves
Drowning in that phase
What’s the phrase
Ain’t there a trail to blaze
So I come to you now as a new me
This is not who I’d thought I’d be
I think this is better though; I am free
There is no longer we
I do what I do because
It suits what I once knew
To be tried and true
I am not who
Who are you
Not how but what do you do
This is a poem you can see through
Eyes are not a window
No my songs have been though
I let under my skin show
It’s been a bit of a shit show
But my answer is no
I would not go
Back though
I would have never made waves
Drowning in that phase
What’s the phrase
Ain’t there a trail to blaze
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